Curse back: Gender-swapped cosplayers always meet the real person

Chapter 173 Snowflakes and Leaves

The group of people stayed in the principal's office for about 20 to 30 minutes before being driven away by Ye Moth, saying that the first graders still had to attend classes and the second graders also had to go with him to deal with the Shibuya incident.

Nanami said that she was going to visit Ijichi who was still recuperating and needed to buy flowers early, so she also said goodbye and left.

Before leaving, Wild Rose was still shouting that the head teacher had been sealed, so what kind of classes did they need to attend?

But he still left.

The noisy scene suddenly became quiet, leaving only me and Nitro, who had been silent since the beginning.

"Don't you want to ask me something?" I walked to the water dispenser and got a glass of warm water. I looked at her with a smile, "I thought Nitro would have a lot of questions to ask me."

"Well..." She took out a can of coffee from her pocket, opened it and took two sips, "There is a problem."

"what is the problem?"

"In the other world, has Ieiri Nitro quit smoking?" She said lightly, "I just want to know this."

“Hmm…” I recalled, “He said he wanted to quit, but he still smoked the last cigarette in front of me.”

"Oh, I see." She didn't say anything else. She put down her coffee and turned her head to look out the window.

Not far away, three first-year students who were not in class with their homeroom teacher were playing around. Nobara and Itadori were talking loudly about something and were pulling Fushiguro Megumi in the same direction, as if they wanted to pull him somewhere.

Megumi Fushiguro shook her head frantically, and even hugged the tree with her hands and feet, looking very impatient.

But in the end he was ruthlessly dragged away.

"Nothing else to ask?" I looked at Glass.

"I had a lot of questions at first," she said frankly, "but then I thought about it and gave up."

"why?"

"Because you are someone Gojo Satoru trusts."

She turned her head, and her brown and black eyes, which were still bright after staying up all night, looked straight at me, "I believe in that guy's judgment."

Then she paused again and said, "And trust your own vision."

"So, there's no need to ask."

*

Gojo Satoru finally reached an agreement with Fushiguro Shinobu, so I simply adjusted my stamina back.

The number "一" printed on the hand flashed twice and then disappeared along with the scale.

"So I have to wait a week to fix it." I asked in my mind, "Can we ask him to shorten the time?"

"No." Fushiguro Shigeu refused outright. He sneered at Gojo Satoru and said, "Do you think this is a cursed tool sold wholesale at a second-hand flea market?"

"If it's that easy to fix, why would you come to me?"

I:"........."

What you said does make sense.

*

After Fushiguro Shinobu left, I rescued Gojo Satoru back to the Yumon Territory.

"Although there are two large beds in here."

He turned over in bed in frustration, and manipulated the square box to fly up and down in a wave shape above my head. "But I still prefer to run out and breathe fresh air."

"Then I'll put you in the classroom," I said, "and you can teach Yuhito and the others there."

It just so happened that Wild Rose was just worrying about the fact that no one was in class.

Moreover, Gojo had figured out the Prison Gate Border, so the four-meter limit was lifted. It was also good to not have a box flying around like that, conspicuous as a bag.

"Eh? I have to go to class." He mumbled, "Forget it, I hate going to class the most."

Wow, you don’t act like a student when you are a student, and you don’t act like a teacher when you are a teacher. Gojo Satoru you are really amazing.

While Principal Yemo had not returned yet, I asked Glass to go with me to see Nozomi who was imprisoned in the interrogation room.

In an inner room covered with spells that limit spell power, he was locked hands and feet, leaning against the wall, with his head lowered, motionless.

Judging from the time, he should have woken up a long time ago.

"You're here?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, he smiled at me with his usual smile, "What should I call you? Wu?"

"Ah, Nitro is here too." He even turned his head and greeted Nitro behind me, "Good morning, Nitro."

"If you're not Geto Suguru at all, stop pretending to be familiar with him."

Glass glanced at him coldly, walked over to the chair that Gojo Satoru had left before and sat down. "Hearing the fake talking, the scalpel can't help but want to move."

"I'm really curious about how you guys are sure that I'm not Geto Suguru."

Nosuo still maintained his smile, as if being held in an interrogation room and possibly being executed at the next second was not a very important matter to him.

"Obviously, even if it's just the appearance, the technique, or the personality."

He chuckled and said, "I think I restored it pretty well."

"Well..." Glass crossed her arms and said, "I don't even want to say anything more."

She glanced slightly sideways and said, "Because of the soul."

"Is that all?" Xu Suo thought for a moment. "I'm going to die soon anyway, can't I die a quick death?"

“No two snowflakes or leaves in the world are exactly alike.”

She took out a scalpel lazily and played with it in her hand, "Beautiful snowflakes and leaves, I recognized them at first sight."

"And I can recognize dirty, blackened snowflakes and rotten, worm-eaten leaves at a glance."

Nose: “........”

Later we simply ignored the person named Zuosuo and focused on our own discussion.

"Have you heard of this technique?" I asked.

"No." Glass said after some consideration, "If we cut off a piece of the brain while it is still alive for research, I wonder if it can still regenerate."

"Maybe." I also started to think, "Didn't they say that this thing can reverse the spell?"

"How do you know?" asked Glass.

"I found it when I was beating it yesterday."

"Wow." Glass said emotionlessly, "It's incredible that you can even reverse the spell."

"What will happen to Jay's body if his brain is removed?" I asked, hesitantly.

"He will die." Glass said directly, "After all, no one in the world has ever survived without a brain..."

Before she finished speaking, she paused and then raised her eyes.

As if she was surprised, but also as if she understood, she asked me: "Are you trying to revive Jay?"

"........."

Gojo Satoru was listening quietly in my head without saying anything.

"I don't know." After a moment's silence, I shifted my gaze to Geto Suguru's face.

The Jay here is totally different from the one I know.

And what about Geto Suguru himself...does he hope to survive?